Between 20,000 and 30,000 Macedonians live in Detroit. This
number can never be determined precisely. Some come, some go.
All in search of their piece of fortune! Nevertheless, Detroit
is characterised by a large concentration of Macedonians. The
majority come from Prespa and from the Tetovo area, which is how
they organised themselves into the associations of “Prespa” and
“Polog.”

Yet,
there is one family which is spoken of with respect by every
Macedonian in Detroit. We had the opportunity to meet these
wonderful people from Prespa, Risto and Dobrila Nechovski, in
person. Even moreso because Risto comes from Slivnitsa, and
Dobrila comes from Kriveni. We wanted to find out what makes
these people special?

It was most probably their simplicity in manner, successful
work, hospitality, and their devotion to the Macedonian aims.
They speak of Macedonia with affection, as they remember it from
their childhood dreams. They speak with concern for the present
situation in Macedonia. They extend their hopes that Macedonia
will overcome these problems successfully. They believe that one
day in the near future their fatherland will be ready to take
back its people, to provide opportunities for investment for
them, for purchasing of houses, flats, starting businesses, i.e.
to enable them to invest their capital in their homeland, to
offer them a legal system that functions, urbanised suburbs, and
finally a peaceful old age. We visited them and spoke to them at
their restaurant, “Tri braka” (Three Brothers) in Plymous, where
they have worked for six years. “Three Brothers,” an unusual
name. “Yes,” Risto Nechovski would say. This is how the story of
the Nechovski family from Slivnitsa begins.

“We are three brothers: Dimche, Danny, who was born in America,
and myself. All three of us have restaurants with the same name,
‘Three Brothers.’”

For a moment I think to myself that this is America too, and it
carries the age-old desire for retaining the authenticity of the
fatherland, of maintaining family ties, of all being as one.
This is a story that will remind you of many other similar ones.

In their desire to be close to Macedonia in Detroit, Risto and
Dobrila Nechovski unselfishly gave a large part of what they had
saved working in their restaurant, i.e. about a hundred thousand
dollars, for the construction of the new church of “Sv.
Bogorodica” (Mother of God.) By doing this they help Macedonian
self recognition in America. An example to be admired.
Otherwise, Risto Nechovski was vice president of the church
management last year, and continues to be this year.

Migrating to America: who started
first?

“My
uncle Naum came to America first, in 1955, only two weeks after
I was born. He helped my family a lot. He sent us parcels of
clothes, food, nice things we did not have in Macedonia then,
which made us very happy and excited. You know, we could not
live without our family,” Risto says. “So it happened that in
1967 my father, Cvetko, came to America, Ohio more precisely,
where my uncle was. Later, in 1968 he moved to Detroit, where we
live now. My mother, Nikolina, my brother, Dimche, and I arrived
the following year, in 1969.

I was 13 years old then. I went to school to learn English.
After that we all devoted ourselves to our father’s restaurant.
We worked in it for 12 years, and then bought a bigger one. That
is when things began moving. Now, as I said, we have three
restaurants. One for each brother. Nevertheless, we still live
as one family.

Now, when I remember all those past years, and who is most
deserving for the attractiveness of our restaurant, for the
people who came here in search of good food, it is my mother,
Nikolina who deserves most credit. She used to make a special
“cabbage soup.” It was a real attraction. Everyone ate it and
spoke about it. In our restaurants we also make homemade
Macedonian food, like in the fatherland. We used to make “piroshki”
a kind of dough nut with cabbage, cheese and potatoes. We
still make these in our restaurant. There is a real demand for
the potato ones. Our image is good food and hospitality. Guests
like to be treated carefully, served and seen off. We carry our
hospitality from home, and cannot behave any other way.”

Risto
and Dobrila Nechovski have been married for 23 years. They have
two children, Sylvia, 22, and Christopher, 20 years old. They
met in Detroit, where Dobrila had moved with her family. Their
mutual understanding, respect and family devotion is evident as
soon as one meets these people.

“We
are a large family,” Risto says. “For instance, my uncle, Boshko
Nechovski lives in Slivnitsa, and my aunt, Milica Panovska lives
in Shtrbovo. So, we are both here in America, and in Macedonia.”

Macedonia draws you like a birth place
does

At encounters such as this, one cannot avoid the question of how
one experiences Macedonia when one is far from it. To this Risto
will smile and say: “Macedonia draws you like a birth place
does. We have been there three times so far. The first time was
in 1984, then in 1996, and last year. It is nice to spend your
holiday there. One feels a kind of easiness when there.
Everything is ours, it is beautiful, and it is attractive. I do
not know why pensioners do not go home more often. I want to
tell them that they miss out on the chance to breathe clean air,
to return to their youth, to live longer by enjoying our
magnificent fatherland scenery. Really, there is no place like
home.

Here we think of Macedonia constantly. We cannot forget about
it. I have been in America for almost 31 years. We build
Macedonian churches so that we can overcome the nostalgic
feeling at least to some extent. We experience them as something
that is ours, Macedonian. Even though the church of “Sv.
Bogorodica” is an hour’s drive from where we live, we still go
there. It is our church, our Macedonia, here in Detroit. It is
my wish that the new church we are building will become a
gathering place for every Macedonian. This is why I am helping
with its construction. I expect the same of the others.
Nevertheless, I feel that doing something yourself serves as the
best example.”

I found
that all the Macedonians in Detroit wish for a prosperous and
successful Macedonia. The fatherland must feel different when
you are not in it. This is why it is high time that we build
these hopes and wishes into the future of Macedonia, which only
need a little resourcefulness in the political and commercial
ambiance of the country, and they can easily be accomplished. It
is what Macedonia needs.